I got home yesterday evening, and the party the rain gods have been having this week was still raging (in other words it was pouring). Now a few weeks back I had rescued some drainpiping from the side of the house which had come loose in a storm. The guttering that the drainpipe had been attached to seemed to be blocked, and the guttering was overflowing and making constant loud drips onto the conservatory, which was starting to drive everybody nuts.

Tricia ‘suggested’ I might remedy the situation. So, out came the ladder and up I went. Robbie stood at the bottom to make sure that the ladder didn’t slip. I reached up and after a few attempts shifted the build up of sediment..

The effect of this was of course, that I removed the ‘plug’ which was holding up quite an accumulation of rain water. Which then proceeded to gush out and straight over me.  Robbie thought this was hilarious.

I refixed the drainpiping, and went back into the house substantially wetter than when I went out. My waterproof jacket was soaked on the inside where all the rain water had run down the inside of my sleeve.